My pain may be the reason for somebody's laugh. But my laugh must never be the reason for somebody's pain.

Mine alone is the country of my soul.

What a genius$$$ that Picasso. It is a pity he doesn't paint.

In our life there is a single color$$$ as on an artist palette which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love.

The day is coming when a single carrot$$$ freshly observed$$$ will set off a revolution.

A closed mouth catches no flies.

He who clipped us has kept the scissors.

By the Street of By and By you arrive at the House of Never.

Virtue is persecuted by the wicked more than it is loved by the good.

I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station$$$ through which God speaks to us every hour$$$ if we will only tune in.